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Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!
Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!
Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?
Bucky had a good night at work. It had been a month since they started stocking Tony’s beer, and people loved it. It was their best seller most nights. They hired another server, Natasha, a feisty red head who didn’t take shit from anyone. Clint was back to work from his cochlear implant surgery, shocked at how much he could really hear, and how much his hearing aid hadn’t always picked everything up.
You were finally able to focus more on your own career, only helping out in dire situations, which had only been once in the last month. You made your way downstairs, with a hankering for one of Clint’s delicious bacon cheeseburgers.
“Hey Clint!” you said.
“Y/n! Hungry? I got a burger and fries with your name on it! On me! Thank you again for giving me that extra time off to recover. I really appreciate it!”
“Clint, no problem at all! I see you’re doing okay? How are you adjusting?”
“Well, some new sounds to get used to that I couldn’t really hear before, but overall, I’m doing pretty damn good! So good, in fact, that I could hear you and Bucky going at it in the office earlier. You two are real horn balls.”
“Well, from what I hear, you and Natasha have been making out pretty hard when you think no one’s looking, so…”
“Fair enough. I’ll have your food ready in a few minutes. Go take a seat at the bar and I’ll bring it out myself when it’s done.”
“Thank you, Clint! I’m so glad you’re back.”
You walked into the bar area to see Tony and Pepper sitting at the opposite end, Bucky behind the bar laughing at something Tony said.
“There she is!” Pepper smiled, hopping off her chair to come and give you a hug.
“Hey, Pep! How are you?”
“Doing great! I just found out I’m pregnant!”
“Oh! Congratulations! That’s so exciting!” you said, jumping up and down, hugging her.
“Thank you! I know I have a long way to go, but I just can’t wait for this little one to be here.”
“Slow down, Pep. We have a nursery to build, childproofing to do.”
“I know, I know. Don’t get your undies in a bunch. There’s plenty of time.”
“We’re all set for our St. Patty’s Day celebration! Tony’s got a great Irish Stout for us,” Bucky said, leaning over the bar to give you a kiss.
“Nothing green, I hope,” you said with a smile.
“No, definitely not,” Tony said.
“Good! That makes me a happy camper. Did you remember to order the corned beef and everything, Bucky?”
“Yes, ma’am, I certainly did. I ordered a little more than last year. I want to make sure we don’t run out again. Plus, with this new beer of Tony’s, I think we’ll have a super packed house.”
“Yay! I’m so excited for this year. It’s going to be so fun!”
Clint walked through the kitchen door, bringing out your basket of food.
“Clint, this is Tony,” Bucky stated, “Clint makes the best damn food for miles! He actually makes our fries from scratch – nothing frozen when this guy’s around.”
“And don’t think I didn’t see that last bag of Sysco fries in the freezer, boss,” Clint laughed, wiping his hand in his apron, extending it to shake Tony’s hand.
“Nice to meet you, Clint,” Tony smiled. “I hear you can hear now.”
“Ha! Yes! I had hearing aids before, but I was starting to have some issues. I got cochlear implants, and I have to say, I’ve never heard better,” Clint said with a wry smile, looking at you.
You could feel your cheeks get hot, so you hid behind a huge bite of your burger.
“Oh! Clint! This is what I’ve been missing! Sooo good!”
“Thanks, boss! Can I get you guys anything?” he asked Tony and Pepper.
“I could go for a burger myself, that smells amazing!” Pepper said, looking at Tony.
“Eh, what the hell – make it two!”
“On us,” Bucky said, “I insist.”
“Well, if you insist,” Tony laughed, “who am I to say no?!”
After a nice afternoon chatting with Tony the Beer Baron and his wife, you went back up to your apartment to relax and take a bath.
As you soaked in your clawfoot tub, you heard the door creak open.
“What is it, my love?” you cooed, keeping your eyes closed.
“I brought you some wine, sweetheart,” Bucky said.
“Wine?”
You opened your eyes to see your husband holding a glass out to you, sipping on his own.
“What’s the occasion?” you asked, taking the glass from him with a smile.
“I’ve been crunching the numbers, and based on our projections, I think we can start looking at a second location this week. Wanna be my realtor?”
“Bucky! That’s great! I’m so excited. I’ve actually been looking at locations. I’ve got a few I can show you-”
“Doll, slow down. You look like you’re about to jump up out of the tub! You can show me later. Relax, that’s why you’re in there, isn’t it?”
“You’re right. I need to relax. But I’m so excited!”
He put the lid down and sat on the toilet next to you. Stretching out his legs, he gave you a big toothy grin, “I’m glad you’re excited. I am too. But the real question is, how are we going to have Clint cook at two locations simultaneously?”
“Ha! That’s a great question. Maybe he can train Peter. I think he’d follow the recipes exactly because he wouldn’t want to disappoint anyone, and he’s been asking if he can learn more in the kitchen. I think it’s a great opportunity for him.”
“That’s not a bad idea, Y/n. We can have Natasha manage the new location too.”
“Ohh… Clint might not like that,” you winced.
“I think he’d like his girlfriend getting a promotion.”
“She is the best choice. I can just see it all coming together.”
“Me too, doll. Me too. Now, you finish relaxing, and we’ll take a look at some places once you’re nice and pruney!”
“Deal!” you laughed, clinking your wine glasses together.
Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!
Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!
Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?
Later that night, after the bar was closed and all the employees had gone home, Bucky made his way upstairs to the apartment, walking quietly through the living room, past the kitchen to the bathroom to take a shower. As much as he loved that bar, he hated the way he smelled by the end of the night.
He let the hot water trickle down his back, easing the tense muscles of his shoulders and back. He thought about what a partnership with Tony Stark could mean for them – extra free advertising among Tony’s friends, extra money coming in as a result of the extra customers that want to drink his beer.
The extra income would allow him to hire at least one more full-time staff member, which would give his beautiful wife plenty of time to realize her dream – finally. He knew you spent way too much time at the bar trying to save them money. Part of him thought that you’d still do that even if they had a full staff and you didn’t ever need to help out again.
He loved you so much, and he knew you loved him more than anything. He also knew that you put a lot of your own dreams on hold to help him realize his. He couldn’t wait for the day he didn’t need to see you filling in behind the bar, or in the kitchen, ever again. It meant that you were both doing exactly what you wanted in your lives, and you helped each other to get there.
He dried off, looking at his tired face in the mirror. He dried his long chestnut hair, and oiled up his beard – he wanted to make sure it was nice and soft just for you.
He walked down the hall, naked, and gently crawled into bed with you, his beautiful, smart, sexy wife.
“I love you, Y/n,” he whispered as he spooned up behind you.
“I love you too, Bucky,” you moaned softly, sleep thick in your voice
He kissed your neck, and nuzzled in for the night.
“Bucky! Babe! You up?” You said, walking into the apartment.
He groggily walked down the hall, boxer briefs on, hair a complete mess.
“Hey, Doll,” he croaked.
“Brought you Starbucks, Bucky,” you said, handing him a tall iced coffee.
“Mmm… you are the best, Y/n,” he said, taking the coffee and wrapping his arms around you.
“I showed a house today to that young pregnant couple. They fell in absolute love with the place, and I am meeting them tomorrow to sign the paperwork!!”
“Sweetheart! That’s amazing! I’m so proud of you!” he smiled, lifting you up off the ground, twirling you around.
“Bucky!” you giggled, leaning down to kiss his soft lips.
“Sounds like my baby needs a reward,” he said, kissing you back.
“What do you have in mind, my love?”
That damn sexy smirk was plastered on his face again, and you knew you were in trouble when he put you down on the kitchen island and you could feel his arousal on your thigh.
“Don’t you need to get to work, Bucky?”
“I’m sorry, I do believe my beautiful and successful wife needs my attention. Do you really want me to leave here, now, looking like this?” he said, looking down at his crotch.
“Yeah, you really can’t go down there looking like that. What can I do to help, baby?” you cooed in his ear, reaching down, pushing his underwear down, stroking his cock.
“I’m supposed to be rewarding you, Doll,” he breathed.
“You are rewarding me. You’re letting me do whatever I want to you, right baby?”
Bucky groaned, tilting his head back, breathing hard as you slipped off the counter top, falling to your knees in front of him. You licked up the underside of his cock, flicking the tip, making him shudder. You smiled before you opened your mouth to take him into it. You heard a hiss escape between his teeth as his fingers found their way to the back of your head, gently pulling your hair. He wasn’t trying to push you, he knew better, just encouraging you that you were making him feel good.
“Fuck, sweetheart. That mouth of yours – it’s gonna get you into trouble one day.”
You released him with a pop, smiling up at him, stroking him as he picked you up off of the floor and placed you back onto the counter.
“I wasn’t done yet, baby,” you whined.
“You don’t want me to fuck you on this counter?”
“Mmm… no, I do. I just wanted to have a little more fun first.”
“We can have more fun later. I want to feel myself inside you.”
He punctuated that last sentence with a hard thrust into you, making you moan loudly and wrap your legs around his waist.
“I love it when you don’t wear panties, Doll,” he breathed into your ear. He kissed your neck, down your clavicle, and between your breasts. His tongue made its way to your nipple, teasing and flicking it as he filled you up, thrusting hungrily into you.
“Bucky! Fuck! Baby… fuck, I love you so much!” You screamed, cumming hard as he continued to rail you on the counter.
“Fuck!” he growled, his hands on your hips, thrusting through your orgasm, chasing his own.
When he came, he grabbed your face and kissed you hard, his tongue massaging yours with fervor. You pulled him over on top of you as you laid back on the kitchen island, panting and moaning. His arms wrapped around you as his head rested on your chest, right over your heart.
“I love you so much, Y/n,” he said, moving to look up at you.
“Mmm… I love you too, Bucky,” you said, running your fingers through his hair.
Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!
Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!
Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?
“What can I do for you, Mr. Stark?” Bucky said, shaking Tony’s hand.
“I’ve got two beers for you to try today, Barnes. I’m hoping you’d like at least one of them, and maybe we can do some business together.”
Tony Stark was a force to be reckoned with for sure. He came in once a month with a new beer or two for Bucky to try. He wanted to have his beer on tap in Bucky’s bar exclusively, but exclusivity meant he could demand a higher price for the product once it took off. It’s a tricky game to play, but could be beneficial to the bar.
“Stark, I hope you’ve got something good. It’s going to take something really great to knock one of these off the menu,” Bucky said, pointing to the 5 tappers next to them.
“I think I’ve got something you’ll like, and it’s not seasonal, it’s a year-round beer. I know how much you like your Guinness, and I bet I can beat their taste and their price. I call this ‘Billionaire Brew,’ and it’s a delightful dark porter with a hit of chocolate and a dash of peanut butter.”
“Peanut butter? I don’t know, Tony, that seems a little…”
“Just try it, Bucky. I promise, you’re going to love it,” he stated, pouring a little bit from a bottle.
“Alright, but you’ve got to pour one for Thor over there – he’s my biggest Guinness drinker, and he’d be devastated if we got rid of his favorite beer.”
“You got it. Heads up, blondie,” Tony said, sliding a glass down the bar.
Bucky took a sip, and raised his eyebrows, “Wow, Tony, that’s actually really damn good. What do you think, Thor?”
“This drink… I like it! But not better than Guinness. Maybe you can replace that seasonal one from Sam Adams for a taste test with the regulars?”
“Not a bad idea, Thor. How much for a half barrel, Tony? I’m not saying I’m committing here, but I do want to see what my patrons think. If Thor likes it, it’s pretty damn good.”
“Tell you what, I’ll give you a half barrel for free to test it out. You know I want to do business with you, so I’m willing to do this to get my beer in here, even if it’s just for a month.”
“What’s the catch, Tony?” you say, putting your arm around your husband’s shoulder.
“Y/n! Good to see you! You’re looking well,” he said, handing you a glass of his beer.
You take a sip, tasting the chocolate and peanut butter, “Mmm, it’s like a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup in a glass!”
“That’s what Pepper said too,” he smiled, “and there’s no catch. I’d just love to work with you guys. Your place is the local hot spot, and we’re neighbors.”
“And if we decide that we want to carry your beer in our bar, how much for a full barrel?” you asked, raising your eyebrow.
“I can give it to you for $45 a keg,” he said.
“Hmm, my wife said nothing over $40, didn’t you, honey?”
“Mmm, I sure did, baby. Maybe we can think it over. We’ll see how fast the half barrel goes. We may need to negotiate a little on that, Tony.”
“I’m all for a spirited debate. I’ll drop off that half barrel tomorrow morning. I can’t wait to see what your customers think.”
“Sounds like a plan, Tony. Thank you.”
Bucky and Tony shook hands, and Tony left the rest of the bottle for Thor to finish.
“I know what you’re thinking, doll,” Bucky said, putting his arm around her shoulder.
“Oh? And what’s that?” she asked.
“You don’t want this rich, arrogant asshole’s beer in our bar. I get it. But Doll, it’s really fucking good. And $45 is actually a damn good price.”
“This rich prick is doing this as a hobby because he’s bored. What happens when he’s bored making beer and moves onto the next project? He’s going to leave us high and dry; I just know it.”
“I hear you, but he’s a nice guy. And even you have to admit, this is really good shit. You can’t hold it against him because he’s rich… it was his dad’s money, and he’s trying to do something he loves with it.”
“Ugh, it’s really hard to argue with you when you’re being all logical,” you replied, nudging his nose with yours.
“That’s my girl,” he said, kissing you softly on the lips.
“Get a room!” Thor’s voice boomed.
“We have one, it’s upstairs,” you stated, “now, what can I get you to eat for lunch today, Thor?”
Warnings:18+ Only, NSFW, Language! Mutual masturbation, dirty talk, using tech for sex, just lots of smutty smutness.
Author’s Notes: I’m challenging myself to write some fics using the list of 410 Smut Prompts that I came across from @devildomqueen.
Prompt: I can’t sleep without you here
“How much longer are you going to be gone?” you whine, looking at the gorgeous face of your boyfriend on your laptop screen.
“Just a few more day, sweetheart. This press crap is killing me, but I know we need the good press right now, especially after what happened last month.”
“I know. Fucking Stark. You’d think he’d learn after Ultron.”
“Doll, after Ultron, there was Vision. Probably thought that’s what he was going to get. But yeah, you’d think one killer robot invasion would keep him in line.”
“I miss you, Bucky. I’m so tired!”
“Then you should get some sleep, sweetheart.”
“I’ve tried, but I can’t sleep without you here.”
“Really? Why not?”
“Because I don’t get any lovin’ when you’re gone. How am I supposed to sleep without an orgasm or two?”
“You could just masturbate, doll,” he smiled, leaning back on the hotel headboard.
“Is that what you do?” you chide.
“Sometimes,” he replied with a wink.
“Really? What happened to your 1940’s sensibilities?!” you laugh.
“Who’s to say I wasn’t always like this?” he laughed, putting one arm behind his head.
“Don’t look at me like that!”
“Like what, sweetheart?”
“All sexy with your bulging biceps and lack of shirt.”
“You’re one to talk, you in your little lace negligee. I’ve been hard since we started talking, doll.”
“Oh, well maybe we should do something about this,” you say, slipping one satin strap off of your shoulder.
“Mmm… you read my mind, doll. Hold on a sec. Let me put my phone down. I might wanna be able to use both hands.”
You giggled and positioned yourself in front of your laptop so Bucky could see everything, feet on either side of the machine.
“Wish I had my tablet, but this’ll work, he said, coming back into frame, “Glad you made me get this pop socket.”
“I told you it would come in handy.”
“Speaking of handy…” he said, pulling his shorts down just enough so he could pull out his hard, thick cock.
“Mmm, Bucky! I’m so wet right now,” you say, slipping the other strap off your shoulder, pulling your negligee down slowly over your breasts. The feel of the satin and lace made your nipples stand at attention.
“Fuck, such a pretty girl. All for me,” Bucky said in a low, gruff voice, as he began to lightly stroke himself.
“All for you, baby,” you replied, slipping the negligee down your stomach and over your hips. As you push it past your ass, exposing your sex, you can hear him whimper. Smiling, you kick the nightie to the side and spread your legs for him.
“Fuck… I can see you glistening for me, doll. Damn, I wish I was there to taste you. So sweet.”
“I wish you were here to take care of me, Bucky,” you breathe, your hands grabbing your breasts, fingers pinching your nipples.
“C’mon sweetheart. Show me where you really want me. Show me where you want my tongue to taste you,” he said, discarding his shorts completely.
With one hand still on your breast, you let the other travel down your stomach to your soaking wet slit. You spread your sex for him, coating your fingers in your slick.
“Fuck, Bucky! I want you so bad!”
“Show me, sweetheart. Show me how I lick your clit. Show me what you like, doll.”
You begin gently circling your clit with one finger, a soft moan working its way up from your chest, slipping past your lips, as you lean back on your forearm, still playing with your nipple.
You apply more pressure as you slide your fingers up and down over the sensitive bud, quickening the pace.
“Fuck, doll! You look so beautiful, so perfect for me. Goddamn, that so fucking hot,” he says, stroking himself faster.
As you watch his hand moving over his cock, you add another finger and begin moving back and forth, hard and quick over your clit, the growing heat pooling in your stomach.
Panting and moaning, you feel the coil tighten, heart pounding, as you work yourself over feverishly.
“Look at you, doll. You’re a fucking mess for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Yes, Bucky! Yes!” you moan, your eyes closing, head falling back.
“Fuck, Bucky! I’m almost there,” you moan, fingers working faster and harder.
“That’s it sweetheart. Come for me,” he growled.
The coil snapped, your clit throbbing, a loud cry escaping your throat as you steadied your hand, applying heavy pressure to that one spot that felt so good.
“Fuck, doll – so beautiful. Look at me, sweetheart.”
You move your head and open your eyes to see him still stroking his thick, glistening cock.
“I know you’ve got another one for me, sweetheart. Show me. Show me where you want this cock.”
Quickly, you let your fingers dive into your dripping core, feeling them gliding in and out. You add a third finger, trying desperately to stretch yourself out the way Bucky would.
“Yes, Y/n. Just like that, doll. So fucking tight, aren’t you? So wet.”
“Feels so good Bucky,” you whine, arching your back to further expose your naked breasts to him.
“Fuck, doll, you are so gorgeous. Always feel so good to me,” he growls.
You can hear his breath growing ragged, stuttering slightly. You can tell he is close, and so are you.
“Bucky! Oh, baby! Feels so good!” you cry out, eyes trained on his hand gliding over his cock over and over, his other hand gently squeezing his balls.
“Fuck, Y/n… Fuck!” he growls as he spurts his hot cum all over his stomach.
That was enough to make you cum hard, feeling your walls tighten around your fingers.
“F-fuck…” you whisper-scream, tossing your head back, pulling out your fingers as you wet the sheets beneath you.
You both lay on your respective beds, panting and coming down from your highs.
Bucky grabbed a towel to clean himself up, watching you relax in front of him.
“You think you can sleep now, sweetheart?” he asked sweetly.
“Mmm,” you moaned curling yourself into a relaxed fetal position, propping your head on your hand, looking at him on your screen, “I think I might be able to fall asleep now, yes. That was…”
“Amazing. Hot. It was so sexy, Y/n.” he said, looking a little sleepy himself.
“It was. Gotta keep this in mind for the next time one of us is out of town.”
“Definitely. You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.”
“Aww, Bucky. You’re so handsome and sexy.”
“But now I’m sad.”
“What? Why?”
“Well, now you don’t need me to give you orgasms anymore,” he smiled.
“Bucky! That was great, but nothing compared to the real thing. I’d much rather have you inside of me, but this is a decent place holder,” you say, wiggling your fingers at him.
Bucky threw his head back and laughed.
“That makes me feel better. I’ll see you in a few days, sweetheart.”
“I can’t wait to give you a proper homecoming. Good night, Bucky. Love you.”
“I love you too, doll,” he said, kissing the screen before ending the call.
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